Cyrano watched as the first of his new friends decided to start exploring. Cyrano considered for a while. He couldn't help but notice that both of the little creatures seemed uneasy at the world in general, and he was having difficulty in deciding whether to give them some encouragement or to follow the fellow with the mask. His ears twitched back and forth and finally he decided that the little creatures might represent one of those instances where he presence was more un-nerving rather than helpful, and decided to follow the man with the mask. ([@rechonq]) He needed to find a place to put his treasures anyway.
He carefully made his way around and through the other occupants of the room of the room, hopefully without bumping or... crushing anyone.
He had fallen somewhat behind the other fellow by the time he had started down the chosen hallway, but quickly caught up where the man with the mask had stopped. 
There was another person here, the reason presumably that the man with the mask had stopped. Cyrano took in the... new comers appearance without any particular emotion, and watched as the man with the mask waved his light around at the new comer.
Cyrano set down his possessions again, and flicked his tail about. "That is a beautiful weapon." He said to no one in particular.